BiffordicusII vs. Elwim
Verfasst: Do Jun 10, 2004 6:48 pm
Lowly coward Elwim,
You have gone too far!
You build a new village (that looks like a mud-hut lean-to propped against the side of the cliffs) within spitting distance of my own town.
I expect you also expect me to roll over like a good doggy and beg for mercy just because you are bigger than me!??? Well your wrong.
I have backers, and they will be coming to my aid should I need it. For now I defend myself (and many will no doubt die in the process).
You have been cowardly until now, never engaging in a fight and always fleeing before my armies. Your captains run like young women, with their skirts hitched up and their once-white, now grey, knickers flapping in the wind!!
Go on, flee. All the Lords in this land of Tamar now know you to be a bully and a thief, taking land you did not rightly need and stopping us minor Lords from at least being able to defend ourselves.
Well I won't go quietly! I shall take as many of you with me as possible, and with any luck my men will curse themselves with their dieing breath and will invite the Undead King to take over their bodies so that you will have to battle a host of undead after I am gone!
Go on, flee while you still have the chance! Bully!
Biffordicus the Second.
You have gone too far!
You build a new village (that looks like a mud-hut lean-to propped against the side of the cliffs) within spitting distance of my own town.
I expect you also expect me to roll over like a good doggy and beg for mercy just because you are bigger than me!??? Well your wrong.
I have backers, and they will be coming to my aid should I need it. For now I defend myself (and many will no doubt die in the process).
You have been cowardly until now, never engaging in a fight and always fleeing before my armies. Your captains run like young women, with their skirts hitched up and their once-white, now grey, knickers flapping in the wind!!
Go on, flee. All the Lords in this land of Tamar now know you to be a bully and a thief, taking land you did not rightly need and stopping us minor Lords from at least being able to defend ourselves.
Well I won't go quietly! I shall take as many of you with me as possible, and with any luck my men will curse themselves with their dieing breath and will invite the Undead King to take over their bodies so that you will have to battle a host of undead after I am gone!
Go on, flee while you still have the chance! Bully!
Biffordicus the Second.